| Lyrics: | THE FOX
The fox went out on a chilly night
Prayed for the moon to give him
light
For he had many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town o
(2x)
He ran til he came to a great big bin
Where the ducks and the geese were kept
therein
Said, a couple of you are going to grease my chin
Before I leave this town
o
He grabbed the grey goose by the neck
Throwed a duck across his back
He
didn't mind the quack, quack, quack
And the legs all dangling down o
Then old mother
Flipper-flopper jumped out of bed
Out of the window she cocked her head
Crying, John, John
the grey goose is gone
and the fox is on the town o
Then John he went to the top of
the hill
Blew his horn both loud and shrill
The fox, he said, I better flee with my
kill
Or they'll soon be on my trail o
He ran till he came to his cozy den
There
were the little ones, eight, nine, ten
Saying, Daddy, daddy, Better go back again
For it
must be a mighty fine town o
Then the fox and his wife, without any strife
Cut up
the goose with a carving knife
They never had such a supper in their life
And the little
ones chewed on the bones o
@animal
recorded on Best of Ed McCurdy, Burl
Ives
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